We say we're ready to open ourselves to welcoming new types of people into our circle. Yet, the same personalities keep presenting themselves. I'm settling into the fact that I will not be satisfied with hum-drum. Life as a chase and an adventure is beginning anew for me. No matter how much my inner "good southern girl" urges me to conform, I accept a different path. One not scattered with flower petals...one pockmarked with ice and mud, rocks and shards...one with challenges around each curve and excitement on the horizon....
I like the danger of you
And yet I feel safe
I like the bite from you
And the bloody taste
I like my hair pulled
And delicious pain
Turn on the light now
Turn off the same....
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